Family Rise: Start with Daily Intelligence.

Chapter 593 The Tide, Demon Extermination, Child of Another World
Outside Nanshan Island, the once calm sea surface now appears to be boiling.

At the horizon.

A dark, dense line was spreading out at an alarming speed, accompanied by faint, chilling roars and the howling of waves.

"A beast tide! It's a beast tide! The beast tide is coming this way!"

The monks on lookout patrol shouted at the top of their lungs, ringing the highest-level alarm. The urgent and heavy sound of the bell instantly echoed throughout the entire island, and all the monks turned pale as they rushed to their respective defensive posts.

Alan rushed to the core of the island's defensive formation. Looking at the overwhelming, diverse, and powerfully demonic horde reflected in the water mirror, her heart sank to the bottom. The sheer scale far exceeded her imagination, far surpassing any previous record on Nanshan Island!
"This...this scale is too large! Even with this third-grade high-quality island-protecting formation left by the She family, I'm afraid...it won't last long!"

"Steward Alan, do not panic." Miaoyin's voice was gentle yet carried a convincing calmness. "The most urgent task is to stabilize people's morale, operate the great formation with all our might, and use the formation to deplete the demon beasts' power as much as possible."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over the fearful and bewildered cultivators around her. Her voice rose a few decibels, clearly reaching everyone's ears:

"Moreover, we are not without support. Immortal Jade is a Golden Core cultivator, stationed on the island! With the Immortal here, he will surely protect us! Everyone, please perform your duties and guard your positions strictly. The Immortal and the Chief Supervisor will surely have arrangements!"

Upon hearing the words "Golden Core cultivator," the previously panicked crowd indeed calmed down somewhat. In their eyes, a Golden Core cultivator was already an extraordinary figure, an existence capable of moving mountains and overturning seas.

After calming everyone down, Miaoyin whispered to Alan:

“I know a little about formations and can assist you in their deployment. However, Immortal Jade is currently protecting the island lord in the back mountain. We need to invite her to the formation's core to maintain order and prepare for any unforeseen circumstances.”

Alan suddenly came to his senses: "Yes! Yes! I'll go and invite Immortal Jade Immortal right away!"

After saying that, Alan, escorted by two cultivators, quickly headed towards the forbidden area behind the mountain.

……

Outside the secret chamber in the back mountain, the water curtain barrier shimmered with light.

At this moment, Xianyu's face was unusually serious. She had already sensed the surging beast tide.

Alan arrived outside the barrier and respectfully bowed, saying, "Miaoyin requests an audience with Immortal Jade."

The water curtain parted slightly, and Xianyu's figure flashed into view.

Alan's expression was solemn as he spoke urgently:

"Master, the beast tide is coming with overwhelming force and is far larger than expected. The people on the island are in a state of panic. We urgently need you to go to the core of the formation to stabilize the situation and calm everyone down! If the formation is lost and the beast tide invades the island, the place where Master is in seclusion may not be safe under the onslaught of thousands of demonic beasts!"

Upon hearing this, Xianyu's delicate eyebrows furrowed tightly.

"Alright! I'll go keep watch up ahead! You send someone to keep an eye on this place, and call me immediately if there's any movement!"

She tossed a small, shell-shaped communication talisman to Miaoyin, then her figure blurred, transforming into a streak of blue light that vanished instantly, heading straight for the core of the front island's formation.

The next moment, Xianyu's figure appeared at the tense and busy center of the formation.

"The real person has arrived!"

"Immortal Jade has arrived!"

Her appearance was like a shot in the arm for all the anxious cultivators. As if they had found their pillar of support, they all bowed in respect, and the fear on their faces was replaced by hope.

Immortal Jade hovered above the array's core, her small body radiating immense Golden Core power. She glanced at the approaching, black tsunami-like beast tide reflected in the water mirror, pursed her lips, and placed her hands on her hips:

"Hmph! A bunch of worthless scoundrels, daring to disturb my aunt's seclusion? All of you, perk up! Hold the formation! Let's see how this True Immortal deals with them!"

Although his words were childish, his undeniable aura of a Golden Core cultivator and his confident attitude instantly ignited everyone's fighting spirit.

"Follow the Immortal's order!"

...

...

The protective array of Nanshan Island flickered intensely. With the support of the immortal jade's abundant golden core spiritual power and the precise command of Alan and Miaoyin, it managed to withstand the first wave of the beast tide's frenzied impact without serious danger.

Outside the formation, the corpses of low-level demonic beasts piled up like mountains, their blood staining the nearby sea red.

The monks on the island had just breathed a sigh of relief.

The cultivator responsible for monitoring the distant water mirror suddenly let out an even more terrified scream, his voice distorted:
"It's...it's coming again! Another wave! Another wave is coming from...from the direction of Sakura Island! It's bigger! And faster!"

"Sakura Island? How is that possible!" Alan exclaimed, his face drained of color. "Sakura Island itself has a Golden Core cultivator stationed there, their strength far surpasses ours. How could their defenses be..."

Miaoyin's brows were already tightly furrowed. She stared intently at the torrent in the water mirror, especially keenly capturing the more than a dozen powerful demonic energies deep within the torrent that, despite being deliberately concealed, could not be completely hidden.

“More than a dozen… fourth-tier sea beasts!” Miao Yin’s voice was extremely dry, carrying a chilling aura. “This is no ordinary beast tide! The strength and core power of this beast tide are far beyond what an island like ours should be able to withstand head-on!”

Countless thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant, considering the direction the beast tide was coming from, its illogical intensity, and Sakura Island's consistent style of doing things...

An infuriating and despairing truth has surfaced.

"Sakura Island must have used some secret technique or treasure to forcibly divert the main beast tide that was originally attacking their island to our side! They're shifting the blame! They escaped a calamity themselves, but they want us to be the scapegoats and suffer this catastrophe!"

"What?! How dare they!" Alan was shocked and furious, trembling with rage. Such behavior was utterly despicable and shameless!
Although Xianyu didn't have a deep understanding of the wickedness of people's hearts, she understood that someone was up to no good. Her little face immediately puffed up with anger: "Bad guys! Big bad guys! When Auntie comes out of seclusion, we'll go and beat them up!"

But the crisis is imminent.

The terrifying beast tide that had been drawn in was already approaching. The terrifying aura of those dozen or so fourth-tier sea beasts pressed down like a tangible force, causing the light screen of the entire island-protecting array to shake violently and groan under the strain! The spirit stones at the base of the array were dimming at a visible speed.

The morale of the monks on the island, which had just been boosted, collapsed instantly, plunging them into even greater panic and despair.

"It's over... a dozen fourth-tier sea beasts... we're doomed..."

"Sakura Island! You will all die a horrible death!"

"Immortal Jade, what... what should we do?"

An atmosphere of despair permeated the air.

Miaoyin took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. She knew that panicking now would only lead to death. She looked at Xianyu, whose expression was equally grave: "Master, the formation absolutely cannot withstand this impact! A head-on confrontation will only result in the destruction of the island and the loss of everyone! We must retreat!"

"No, Aunt is still in seclusion. None of us are allowed to leave. We must protect this place..."

The words have not yet fallen.

A sudden change occurred!

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth on the entire Nanshan Island suddenly became extremely turbulent and chaotic, as if it were being violently stirred up by an invisible giant hand!
Immediately afterwards, a huge vortex of spiritual energy appeared out of thin air, centered on the secret chamber in the back mountain! Initially only a few feet in diameter, it expanded wildly in the blink of an eye, ten feet, a hundred feet, a thousand feet... like an incomparably greedy maw, frantically devouring all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around it!
The vortex created a deafening roar, and the trees on the island were pulled and bent over. Cultivators with lower cultivation levels even needed to circulate their spiritual energy to stabilize themselves.

at the same time.

The sky above Nanshan Island, which was already gloomy due to the demonic aura of the beast tide, suddenly became even darker! Thick, leaden clouds gathered from all directions, layer upon layer, pressing low over the sea. Within the clouds, blinding silver snakes thrashed wildly, and destructive heavenly might poured down like a tide, firmly locking onto a certain spot on the back mountain!

Calamity clouds!

It's the Golden Core Heavenly Tribulation!
The might of the heavens was so vast that it far surpassed the tribulation lightning summoned by ordinary Golden Core cultivators!
Just as Xianyu was about to fight desperately, she suddenly froze, looked up at the sky, and her little face first showed astonishment, then burst into great joy:
"Auntie! Auntie succeeded! The tribulation lightning! The tribulation lightning is coming!"

The sea beasts that had been fiercely attacking the island's protective formation suddenly had all their ferocity poured over them as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over their heads the moment the great power of heaven and earth descended!
Especially those dozen or so fourth-tier sea beasts that had awakened their intelligence; their fear of the heavenly tribulation was an instinct etched deep in their blood! They clearly sensed that the lightning brewing in the dark clouds was enough to pose a fatal threat to them! If they were caught in the lightning tribulation's range, the Heavenly Dao would consider it as undergoing tribulation, and the power of the descending lightning would be multiplied, making it truly a matter of certain death!

"Ouch——!"

"Hoar--!"

A terrified screech replaced the previous roar.

The leading fourth-tier sea beasts barely hesitated. Their huge eyes were filled with fear. They suddenly turned around, swung their massive tails, and fled frantically into the deep sea at an even faster speed than when they came!

With their escape, the entire beast tide instantly lost its leader and deterrent.

Although the low-level demonic beasts were not very intelligent, their instinctive fear of the heavenly might was even greater. They immediately fell into chaos and panic, and followed the direction of the fourth-level sea beasts, fleeing in panic like the receding tide.

In just a few breaths, the terrifying beast tide that was originally a dark mass that seemed to be about to engulf Nanshan Island was completely wiped out, leaving only a few low-level monster corpses floating on the sea and a mess.

The pressure on the light barrier of the island-protecting formation decreased sharply and gradually stabilized. Although the spiritual light dimmed, it did not break.

The cultivators on the island stared blankly at this sudden reversal, at the background of the fleeing beast tide, and at the increasingly thick and terrifying tribulation clouds flashing with lightning above their heads. For a moment, they were all stunned, as if they had just walked through the gates of hell, with an extremely unreal and dazed feeling.

Beneath the clouds of tribulation, Xianyu patted her little chest, let out a long sigh of relief, and a smile of relief and pride appeared on her face:
"That scared me to death... Thank goodness my aunt is amazing!"

But she quickly straightened her face and shouted loudly at the still stunned crowd:
"Stop standing there like idiots! Quick! Reinforce the formation! Get away from the back mountain! Don't enter the area affected by the Heavenly Tribulation! Otherwise, if you get struck by lightning, no one will save you!"

The crowd then seemed to awaken from a dream. Overjoyed at surviving the calamity and in awe of the heavenly tribulation, they sprang into action, some reinforcing the formation, others retreating.

...

...

Rumble!
Above Nanshan Island, the calamity clouds resembled a boiling sea of ​​ink, with silver snakes dancing wildly, and the aura of destruction made it hard for everyone to breathe.

The cheers that had been generated by the retreat of the beast tide had long since vanished, replaced by a deathly silence and deep anxiety.

Miaoyin looked up at the final bolt of heavenly lightning, which was poised to strike and far surpassed the power she had experienced in the past, her face as pale as paper.

She had been through it all; she knew all too well how terrifying this final tribulation lightning was. It was practically the Heavenly Dao's final and most merciless judgment upon those who defied the heavens!
Shangguan Hongyu, from beginning to end, never used any decent tribulation-crossing magic treasures! She relied entirely on her newly formed golden core, her powerful physical body, and her indomitable will to withstand the onslaught!

The previous eight bolts of heavenly lightning had already torn her skin and flesh, charred her body, and weakened her to the extreme. She was almost destroyed several times, but she managed to stand up again with her fierce determination to defy fate.

But this time... Miaoyin felt the terrifying energy contained in that last bolt of heavenly lightning, enough to shatter the soul of an ordinary mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, and her heart turned ice-cold.

"In the end... it's still too difficult..." She closed her eyes in despair, unable to bear to look any longer. It was as if she could already foresee the tragic scene of that exceptionally talented island lord, who had condensed a first-grade golden core, turning into ashes under the heavenly lightning.

Boom--!!!
The final, thickest, and most dazzling pillar of lightning, seemingly connecting heaven and earth, carrying the ultimate judgment of the Heavenly Dao, tore through the sky and crashed down! Its target was the charred figure teetering on the verge of collapse below!

Shangguan Hongyu seemed to be exhausted as well. Looking at the light of destruction, a trace of unwillingness flashed in her eyes, but she didn't even have the strength to raise her arm.

Just at this critical moment, when all hope seemed lost—

A sudden change occurred!

Without any warning, three mysterious and unpredictable beams of light, each different in color but all containing an indescribable protective power, seemed to pierce through layers of spatial barriers and suddenly descended from the void!
A piece of earth-yellow material, heavy as a mountain, carrying the earth's solemnity and protection;
A vibrant, bluish-green hue, embodying the tenacity and healing power of plant growth;

A pale gold color, sharp yet restrained, yet carrying a resolute will to sever misfortune and protect the true spirit!

These three beams of light arrived first, converging precisely above Shangguan Hongyu's head, instantly weaving into a seemingly thin, yet flowing, three-colored energy net filled with countless mysterious runes!

As soon as this strange energy network was formed, the final, earth-shattering bolt of lightning crashed down upon it!

"Om-!"

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a strange humming sound, as if energy was being neutralized and dissolved to the extreme.

The three-colored net of light trembled violently, its runes flashing wildly, clearly enduring unimaginable pressure. Yet, the heavenly lightning power, capable of annihilating everything, was actually firmly contained by this seemingly fragile net, and rapidly decomposed, transformed, and absorbed!
The vast majority of the deadly and destructive energy was filtered out and blocked. Only a small portion of the transformed, relatively mild thunder essence, like sweet rain, slowly seeped through the light net and flowed into Shangguan Hongyu's nearly parched body below.

Zila...

Nourished by this pure energy, Shangguan Hongyu's charred body began to repair itself at a visible speed. Her newly formed skin radiated a jade-like luster, and the once dim, Grade 1, Level 6 Golden Core within her body regained its brilliant light, becoming even more refined and powerful than before!
In the sky, the heavy tribulation clouds seemed to have completed their mission and began to slowly dissipate. Auspicious rays of light pierced through the clouds and fell down, illuminating Shangguan Hongyu, making her look like a goddess.

Escape from death!

Miaoyin suddenly opened her eyes, staring in disbelief at the scene before her. She was utterly shocked to see Shangguan Hongyu, who was unharmed and absorbing the gifts of the heavenly tribulation, and to see the slowly dissipating three-colored light net.

"What...what kind of power is that?! It can actually interfere with heavenly tribulations?!" she murmured to herself, her heart filled with astonishment. This kind of unheard-of protective power completely overturned her understanding!

The other cultivators on the island were also stunned. After a long while, they burst into deafening cheers of joy, truly the joy of surviving a catastrophe!

"The island lord has succeeded!" "God bless Nanshan Island!"

"Long live the island lord!"

Xianyu clapped her hands, her eyes crinkling into crescents with laughter: "I knew Auntie was the best!"

...

...

Another world.

The heavy eyelids slowly opened, and a faint ray of light pierced the pupils.

The first thing Fu Changsheng felt was the hard, cold touch beneath him, and a sense of confinement as if he were tightly wrapped in a wooden structure. A complex scent lingered around his nose, a mixture of old wood, exotic spices, and a faint, sweet, fishy aroma. He blinked, adjusting to the light, his vision gradually clearing.

He was lying face up in a coffin.

The inside of the coffin was polished to an exceptionally smooth finish, yet it exuded a chilling aura that penetrated to the bone. Looking upwards, beyond the edge of the coffin, one could see the dimly lit dome and the intricate patterns carved into the surrounding floor. These patterns were outlined with some kind of dark red pigment, their lines ancient and twisted, intertwining and connecting to form a massive magic circle that guarded the coffin at its center, faintly radiating a weak energy fluctuation.

This is where?

Is it the otherworld where Cang Jian is, or... the world of the Heavenly Talisman Sect?
As he regained consciousness, his memories were still hazy, and he couldn't make sense of it for a while.

The instant he opened his eyes, a figure sitting cross-legged at the edge of the magic circle, as withered as a dead tree, trembled violently. It was an old woman, with sparse gray hair, a face etched with deep wrinkles, a hunched posture, and a breath so weak it was almost imperceptible. Her cloudy eyes suddenly burst forth with an incredulous light of surprise, and her withered fingers, with a speed incongruous with her aged physique, tapped several key nodes of the magic circle in succession.

hum-

The magic circle emitted a deep hum, and dark red light flowed around it. The coffin lid slid open silently, letting in more light and air.

Fu Changsheng propped himself up on his arms, sitting up stiffly from the coffin. His gaze fell on the old woman, who was trembling with excitement, and his brows furrowed slightly. That weathered face... had a strange sense of familiarity about it.

"Young Master Ziwei! You...you've finally woken up!" The old woman's voice was hoarse and dry, with an uncontrollable sob.

Ziwei?

This long-lost name, like a key, instantly unlocked the floodgates of memory. Yes, this was his alias in this world. This place was Cang Jian's homeland!
At that very moment, he saw clearly the dark red birthmark shaped like a flame on the back of the old woman's raised hand. The image from his memory overlapped with the person before him—Cang Jian! That once radiant and exceptionally talented woman!

But... how could this be?
The Cang Jian before me was not only incredibly old, but the spiritual energy emanating from him was only at the Purple Mansion stage? This was absolutely impossible!
He remembered it clearly.

Cang Jian possesses the [Nine Tribulations Sword Soul Body] and has already successfully mastered the first domineering and unparalleled "Mysterious Fiend Sword Soul". With his talent, even if he cannot dominate the world in three hundred years, he should not be in such a state of near exhaustion.

Fu Changsheng's face was filled with shock and confusion.

Seeing his expression, Cang Jian suppressed his excitement before asking any questions and hurriedly explained, "Young Master Ziwei, after you formed your Golden Core, you were ambushed by the Xuan Yin Sect and poisoned with a strange poison. You have been asleep for three hundred years!"

Three hundred years?
Fu Changsheng's heart sank.

at this time.

Hurried footsteps came from outside the stone chamber, and a young man rushed in.

The young man appeared to be in his early twenties, bearing a striking resemblance to Fu Changsheng in his features, though his demeanor was more aloof, and his cultivation was clearly at the early stage of the Golden Core realm. Upon seeing Fu Changsheng sitting in the coffin, the young man's eyes flashed with wild joy, but this joy was quickly suppressed by a heavier worry. He turned to the old woman, his voice filled with heartache and urgency:

"Mother! Thank goodness! You...you can finally be free!"

Mother? Fu Changsheng's gaze sharpened as he looked at Cang Jian, then at the young man.

After Cang Jian's brief supplement and the young man's narration, a protective scroll spanning three hundred years slowly unfolded before Fu Changsheng. It turned out that the poison he suffered from was extremely strange, requiring a Golden Core cultivator to use their own essence and blood as a catalyst, in conjunction with this secret array, to keep him clinging to life. For three hundred years, Cang Jian had spared no effort in sacrificing his own life force, tirelessly maintaining the array's operation day and night, which led to his decline from his prime to old age, his cultivation level regressing rather than advancing, barely remaining at the Purple Mansion realm. And this young man was their son, named Fu Nian'an.

A complex mix of emotions welled up in Fu Changsheng's heart—shock, guilt, and overwhelming gratitude. He never imagined that Cang Jian would be so devoted, sacrificing his own Dao and youthful essence to give him a chance at life.

“Cang Jian…” Fu Changsheng began, his voice slightly hoarse, “You’ve had a tough time all these years…”

Cang Jian shook his head, a calm smile appearing on his haggard face:

"Young Master, please don't say that. If you hadn't rescued me from that demonic cave back then, bestowed upon me cultivation techniques, and guided me on the path to enlightenment, Cang Jian would have long been a pile of bones, let alone have the Golden Core cultivation he has today and this child Nian An. All of this is of my own free will."

Although Fu Nian'an was also excited about his parents' reunion, the situation was urgent, and he had to interrupt this brief moment of warmth and quickly report:
"Father, Mother, now is not the time for reminiscing! That Yin Bone Demon somehow found out where we are hiding and is heading this way. We must leave immediately!"

Yin Bone Demon!

The name sent a chill down Fu Changsheng's spine. The tragedy that wiped out the entire Fu family was rooted in the Xuan Yin Sect and the Yin Bone Demon! For hundreds of years, this man had relentlessly pursued and killed them.

"Nian'an, what is that old demon's cultivation level now?" Fu Changsheng's voice was calm and steady, without the slightest hint of panic.

A deep sense of apprehension flashed across Fu Nian'an's face: "According to the information we have gathered, he has reached the realm of the False Infant, and his supernatural powers are vast. We... are no match for him."

The Realm of False Infancy?

Upon hearing this, Fu Changsheng showed no fear, but instead let out a cold snort.

Cang Jian has devoted herself to this cause for three hundred years, and he already owes her an immense debt of gratitude. How can he allow her and her son to continue living as fugitives because of him? If this villain is not eliminated, the consequences will be endless!
"There is no need to panic or evacuate."

Fu Changsheng rose from the back mountain, his robes fluttering in the wind, his gaze fixed on the Yin Bone Demon in the air like a cold star. Although he deliberately concealed his aura at the sixth level of the Golden Core stage, the composure and killing intent honed by his experience in two worlds made the Yin Bone Demon inexplicably shudder.

"Fu Ziwei?!"

The Yin Bone Demon was initially startled, but upon recognizing Fu Changsheng's cultivation level, a sinister sneer appeared on his face:

"Good! Good! I didn't expect you, a piece of trash, to be so tough. You've been mired in darkness for three hundred years and are still alive, and you've even managed to advance to the sixth level of the Golden Core stage? Perfect! Today, I'll wipe out your entire Fu family, including you, the one who escaped the net, to prevent future troubles!"

Although he sensed that Fu Changsheng's aura was somewhat strange, he was confident in his Nascent Soul cultivation and had a Nascent Soul spiritual treasure in hand, so he didn't take the other party seriously at all.

Faced with the old demon's arrogance, Fu Changsheng remained unmoved, only saying calmly:
"It remains to be seen who will take action against whom."

Before he could finish speaking, a thought struck him!
"hold head high--!"

A high-pitched dragon roar tore through the sky, and a gale suddenly arose! A massive azure dragon appeared out of thin air, its body covered with shimmering azure scales. Most remarkably, it possessed a pair of cloud-like wings on its back that blotted out the sun! This was the azure dragon that had undergone a mutation after devouring the Cloud Dragon Tiger, and whose speed was comparable to that of an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!
The moment the azure dragon appeared, its immense demonic aura mingled with its dragon might, causing the terrified members of the Fu family below to tremble. Fu Changsheng flashed forward, already firmly positioned at the head of the azure dragon.

Immediately afterwards, he made a grasping motion with his right hand, and a giant axe with an ancient and imposing design, its blade shimmering with a dark red lava luster, appeared in his hand—a spiritual treasure, the Flaming Dragon Mountain-Splitting Axe! Although Ao Qing's mark had not been completely erased, in this realm, Fu Changsheng could barely unleash some of its power, and the axe body emitted a heart-palpitating heat and sharpness!
"What?! A late-stage fourth-tier winged dragon?! And... a spiritual treasure?!"

The sinister smile on the Yin Bone Demon's face froze instantly, replaced by incredulous astonishment. The speed and pressure of that winged dragon actually made even this Nascent Soul cultivator feel a sense of threat! Not to mention the giant axe in Fu Changsheng's hand, whose aura was in no way weaker than his Myriad Soul Banner!

"Hahaha!" After the initial shock, the Yin Bone Demon's eyes blazed with even more intense greed. "Heaven is on my side! Fu Ziwei, I never expected you to send me such a great gift! I'll gladly accept this spiritual treasure and the Winged Flood Dragon!"

Despite his arrogant words, the Yin Bone Demon was inwardly alarmed and dared not be careless in the slightest. He gritted his teeth, and the power of the nascent soul within him surged wildly as he fully activated the Myriad Soul Banner in his hand!

"Thousands of ghosts devour the sky!"

Woohoo!
The black aura on the banner surged, and tens of thousands of ferocious and terrifying vengeful ghosts roared out, instantly transforming into a ghostly realm that blotted out the sky. The wind howled and ghosts wailed, rushing towards Fu Changsheng and the Azure Dragon! The sheer scale of the attack seemed to drag the entire world into the deepest hell!

"Roar!"

The Azure Dragon roared, flapped its wings, and transformed into a streak of azure lightning, weaving nimbly through the countless ghostly figures. Its speed was so great that most of the ghostly figures missed their target! At the same time, it opened its mouth and spewed out scorching dragon breath, burning any approaching ghosts into wisps of smoke.

Fu Changsheng stood atop the dragon's head, as steady as a rock. He gripped the Fiery Dragon Mountain-Splitting Axe tightly in both hands, his sixth-level Golden Core power surging into it!
"Feng Tian!"

With a low shout, the Flaming Dragon Mountain-Splitting Axe cleaved out fiercely!
It wasn't some sophisticated move, just a simple and direct slash! But as the axe blade fell, a crimson axe beam suddenly erupted across the sky! Wherever the axe beam passed, the air was distorted and deformed by the extreme heat, and the vengeful ghosts and vengeful spirits blocking its way didn't even have time to scream before they instantly vaporized like melting snow!
The crimson axe blades clashed violently with the overwhelming demonic aura!
Rumble——! ! !
A deafening roar erupted, and the energy shockwave spread outwards like a tsunami, tearing the clouds above the valley to shreds! Even with the remaining array light barrier protecting them, the Fu family members below were still shaken and staggered, their faces filled with horror.

A hard-fought battle resulted in a draw!
The Yin Bone Demon's face darkened completely. He realized that he had underestimated Fu Changsheng, the speed of the winged dragon, and even more so, the power of that fire-type spiritual treasure to restrain Yin spirits and ghosts!
"Very well! You do have some skill! But do you think you can withstand the power of the fake infant with external objects? Wishful thinking!"

With a fierce roar, the Yin Bone Demon activated the Myriad Soul Banner, causing the ghostly energy to become more condensed and evolve into various ghostly supernatural powers. At the same time, he himself transformed into a black light and personally attacked Fu Changsheng!

Fu Changsheng's gaze was icy. He rode the Azure Dragon, wielding the Flaming Dragon Mountain-Splitting Axe, and fearlessly charged forward. The Azure Dragon maneuvered at incredible speed, while Fu Changsheng combined the inexhaustible power of the Azure Emperor's Longevity Technique with the violent destructive power of the Flaming Dragon Mountain-Splitting Axe. The axe flashed, and he fought fiercely with the Yin Bone Demon.

The fierce battle in the sky, like a duel between gods and demons, deeply shocked every member of the Fu family on the ground.

Cang Jian gazed up at the figure riding a blue dragon, wielding a giant axe, locked in a fierce battle with the Yin Bone Demon. Though astonishment lingered in her eyes, a greater sense of relief and pride, a feeling of "just as I expected," filled her. Although her time with Fu Changsheng hadn't been exceptionally long, she knew this young master harbored many secrets and often acted unexpectedly. His awakening from three hundred years of slumber and possessing such formidable power, while a pleasant surprise, was also, in Cang Jian's eyes, within the realm of some unseen expectation. A barely perceptible smile appeared on her aged face as she murmured softly:
"Young Master...you are truly an extraordinary person."

Standing beside her, Fu Nian'an was overwhelmed with shock.

He had heard since childhood that his father was a genius, but fell into a coma due to poisoning. His impression of his father was more of a vague and regrettable figure from his mother's words.

He used the "Imperial Court Dao Body" to take many wives and concubines and strive to proliferate his family. Deep down, wasn't he also burdened with the tragic and pressured responsibility of supporting his family and restoring its glory? He never imagined that one day, his sleeping father would awaken and possess such extraordinary abilities! The winged dragon mount comparable to a Nascent Soul cultivator, the terrifying battle axe capable of withstanding a Nascent Soul cultivator's spiritual treasure, the formidable strength that rivaled that of the fake Nascent Soul demon... all of this completely overturned his understanding.

Looking at that towering figure in the air, Fu Nian'an suddenly understood how worthwhile her mother Cang Jian's three hundred years of perseverance had been! She also understood that her father was the true pillar that enabled the Fu family to defy fate and return to glory!
"My God! Our ancestor is so powerful! He was able to fight that demon to a standstill!"

"We're saved! The Fu family is saved!"

The Fu family members, who had been fleeing in panic like headless flies, stopped in their tracks and gathered together, looking up at the battle that would decide the fate of their family. Through the words of some elders who knew the inside story, they finally learned that the powerful figure, who seemed to have descended from heaven, was none other than their ancestor who had been asleep for three hundred years—Fu Ziwei!

The atmosphere of despair vanished, replaced by the ecstatic joy of surviving a catastrophe and a surge of exhilarating excitement. Cheers and shouts rose and fell, coalescing into a powerful torrent of conviction.

"The ancestors are mighty!"

"Kill that old devil and avenge our people!"

"The Fu family will surely win!"

The eyes of tens of thousands of clansmen were focused on the sky. Their hopes, their bloodline, and their future were all inextricably linked to the figure in the air. Fu Changsheng's battle at this moment was not only a fight against the Yin Bone Demon, but also the ignition of the fighting spirit and glory that had been dormant in the entire Fu family for hundreds of years!

Hearing the thunderous cheers around her, seeing the renewed fervor in her son Fu Nian'an's eyes, and then gazing at Fu Changsheng, who was fighting with increasing vigor in the air, Cang Jian closed her eyes with satisfaction, silently wishing:
"Master, Madam, ancestors of the Fu family... have you seen this? Young Master Ziwei is back! The Fu family's day is about to dawn again!"

The fierce battle in the sky had been going on for half an hour, with the roar of engines never ceasing.

The more the Yin Bone Demon fought, the more terrified he became.

He originally thought that with the profound magical power of his Nascent Soul realm, he would be able to wear down Fu Changsheng, who was only at the sixth level of the Golden Core realm. However, not only did his opponent show no signs of exhaustion, but the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that he drew upon as he wielded the Flaming Dragon Giant Axe became even more abundant, and the Azure Dragon's attack remained swift and fierce. The depth and purity of its magical power even seemed to surpass his own!
"How is this possible?! He's only at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, how could his magical power be more profound and enduring than mine, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator?!" The old demon was horrified, a sense of foreboding rising within him. He knew he couldn't delay any longer; this strange remnant of the Fu family was undoubtedly a formidable enemy unlike any he had ever faced!
A fierce glint flashed in his eyes. The Yin Bone Demon feinted an attack, forcing back the Azure Dragon's pounce, and retreated hundreds of feet, temporarily creating distance between himself and Fu Changsheng. A hint of pain appeared on his face, but it was quickly replaced by ruthlessness.

"Fu Ziwei! You have every reason to be proud that you could force me to use this treasure!"

The old demon grinned maliciously, a flash of light appearing in his hand, revealing a seemingly ancient talisman that emanated a terrifying aura that sent shivers down one's spine. The talisman was dark gold, with a small, illusory Nascent Soul cultivator sitting cross-legged with eyes closed, outlined on it using some kind of dark red pigment—his most prized possession, a talisman containing the full force of a Nascent Soul cultivator's attack!

The moment the talisman appeared, the spiritual energy in the world froze. The hope that had just risen among the Fu family members below was instantly crushed by immense fear, and even Cang Jian and Fu Nian'an's expressions became extremely solemn.

"To die beneath this treasure is your honor!"

The Yin Bone Demon laughed wildly, frantically pouring the power of the nascent soul into the talisman. The nascent soul phantom on the talisman suddenly opened its eyes, and a world-destroying aura began to rapidly condense!
However, faced with this terrifying killing move that could threaten even a Nascent Soul cultivator, Fu Changsheng showed no fear on his face, but instead revealed a hint of indifference, as if he had finally waited for this moment.

"The sparring session is over," he thought to himself, casually flicking his sleeve.

A streak of seven-colored light appeared silently and landed on Fu Changsheng's shoulder, transforming into a small beast that was crystal clear and as if it were cast from glass. It was the Seven-Colored Glass Beast! Its appearance was completely unexpected, and its aura was contained, so much so that even the Yin Bone Demon, who was fully activating the talisman, did not notice it at first.

After the Glass Beast appeared, its jewel-like eyes instantly locked onto the Yin Bone Demon. Seven-colored light flowed in its pupils, and suddenly it shot out two hazy and dreamlike seven-colored beams of light that were faster than divine sense could capture—the second divine power, the Seven Emotions Divine Light!

The divine light ignored spatial distance and seemed to act directly on the soul level, instantly entering the Yin Bone Demon's brow!
Just as the Yin Bone Demon was feeling triumphant and preparing to unleash his talisman to deliver a fatal blow to Fu Changsheng, his movements suddenly froze!
His sinister smile froze, and his eyes instantly became empty and chaotic.

He seemed to see himself unifying the demonic path, achieving the Nascent Soul stage, and even reaching the Divine Transformation stage, receiving the worship of thousands; he also seemed to see Fu Changsheng trampling him underfoot and wantonly humiliating him; in an instant, it turned into the terrifying scene of his cultivation going awry and his soul being scattered... Various extreme emotions intertwined and impacted him, causing him to completely lose his mind and fall into a crazy illusion woven by his own seven emotions and six desires. He let out unconscious hoarse laughter, and even forgot to activate the Nascent Soul talisman in his hand that was about to be activated, and its light quickly dimmed.

It's now!

Instantly, a gray mask—the Shadow Gate Mask—covered Fu Changsheng's face, devoid of any expression and with his aura completely concealed! The moment he put it on, Fu Changsheng's presence became extremely faint, as if he had blended into the surrounding shadows.

At the same time, he raised his right hand high, and in his palm, dazzling lightning gathered wildly, the destructive energy fluctuations causing the space to distort slightly! A purple spear, completely condensed from pure lightning and wrapped with countless fine arcs of electricity, instantly took shape—the Heavenly Punishment Lightning Spear!
"Zhu Xie!"

A cold, low shout, like the pronouncement of death.

call out--!
The Heavenly Punishment Thunder Spear transformed into a purple lightning bolt that tore through the void, striking the Yin Bone Demon with unparalleled precision at a speed beyond comprehension!

"No...!" The Yin Bone Demon, who was in a daze, seemed to sense a fatal crisis on instinct at the last moment before the lightning spear struck his body, and let out a muffled, terrified roar.

But it was all too late!
puff!

The lightning spear pierced through his brow without any resistance.

(End of this chapter)